Posts Tagged ‘bipolar’

Bipolar Part 3 of ∞

In Kin, Paroxysm on 30 April 2010 tagged bipolar with 3 comments

I hate the look, feel and sound of my mother’s crying. It’s not so much the implications as the act itself: ugly, rolling down in fat, butchered sweeps. She looks younger than ever when she cries, as much as twenty years younger. Perhaps I am so affected by her crying because it shows me the [...]

Bipolar Part 2 of ∞

In Kin on 5 December 2009 tagged bipolar, crazy, drag queen, mother, teen, thermoluminescence with 4 comments

At two o’clock in the morning my mother turns on all the lights in the house. She wipes off her shoes and shucks off her lipstick. My mother breathes like the bogeyman, leaving shell-shaped marks of perspiration on the walls. She opens a drawer to tuck in the silk grey scarf and the matching elbow-length gloves [...]

Bipolar Part 1 of ∞

In Paroxysm on 17 October 2009 tagged bipolar, mother, Paroxysm with no comments

When I walk into my room I see it as a secret base: a screwdriver for when she locks herself in the bathroom, a phone with a doctor on speed dial, several packs of Kleenex, a box of medication underneath my photo albums. It is odd to be keeping the medication of one’s mother underneath [...]

This Is What Happens Now.

In Occasions, Paroxysm on 13 October 2009 tagged bipolar, family, psychiatrist with 1 comment

I called the psychiatrist half an hour ago. Outside on the balcony, so she wouldn’t hear me, holding the phone in one hand and the slip with his number on the other. He had a voice like a classmate of mine, regular, almost boyish, especially careful. I told him about her. He seemed nice, and, [...]